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Judge Watson scanned his courtroom with an eagle-like glare. The room was packed, Watson
could smell the eager reporters outside. Damore versus State of Alabama was the biggest case his Honor
had heard in years, God he needed a drink. Judge Watson blinked a long, tired blink, and swallowed hard
in a vain attempt to soothe his bone dry throat. The old man called out in a loud voice, ?prosecution!?
Billy Parker stood deliberately and strutted to his podium. The DA unbuttoned his two thousand
dollar Armenagildo Zenga suit coat, and began. ?Let me share with you all the sad story of a sweet,
defenseless woman named Porphyria. It was a rainy dark night, and Porphyria desperately ached to see her
lover. She trekked through the woods, braving the pneumonic weather, to the small cottage owned by one,
Mort Damore. Porphyria entered the cottage dripping wet. Carefully she tended to the fire, so her lover
wouldn?t catch cold. Porphyria laid by Mr. Damore, wanting so badly to act out her love for him. Softly
she whispered his name, but Mr. Damore was busy faking sleep, concealing his murderous plan for now.
Sweet Porphyria uttered ?I love you? quietly to her love. Mr. Damore listened to this praise for a short
while, but quickly grew impatient-the beast yearned to kill. Mr. Damore debated on which weapon to use.
The Colt .45 lay loaded under his bed, but guns are loud!
Then Porphyria?s creamy, innocent neck and long hair caught Mr. Damore?s attention.
Yes!, he thought, strangulation is much more thrilling than pulling a little old trigger. Brutally Mr. Damore
grabbed Porphyria and began to cut off her air supply. Porphyria gasped for air, but moments later the
beautiful body was lifeless. However, the abuse did not end with Porphyria?s death. Mr. Damore decided
the fun had ended too quickly, and maliciously proceeded to sexually abuse the corpse.
This, your Honor, is the exact description of the premeditated, heinous murder committed by the
defendant, Mort Damore. Mr. Damore waited for his beautiful love to visit, then faked sleep to lure
Porphyria into his murderous trap. When the opportunity arose, Mr. Damore strangled Porphyria to death.
After the slaughter, there was no guilt or remorse from Damore. God no! In fact, Mr. Damore sexually
abused Porphyria, then opened her eyes and laid by the victim throughout the night. This animal is not
even fit for a jail cell. Your honor, there is no option but to sentence Mr. Damore to death by
Judge Watson nodded, and turned to Troy Broussard. ?Defense!?
Troy Broussard remained seated, leaned back in his chair, and propped his feet upon the desk.
?Well well?, he said in a high pitched voice, ?I really must applaud Mr. Parker for his wonderful story.
The only problem with it, is that it is a fictions story. Here is the truth. On that rainy night, Porphyria fled
from her husband to visit Mr.
Damore. In fact, she was downright in a hurry to reach the cottage, she couldn?t wait to commit adultery.
Barging into Mr. Damore?s domicile, Porphyria wasted no time in going after what she wanted, purely
physical sex. The harlot undressed and tried to wake Mr. Damore, who was frozen with guilt and
uncertainty. My client had been trying to dissolve the relationship since he first learned of Porphyria?s
husband, but the slut would not leave him alone. Porphyria frequently popped into Mr. Damore?s life to
use him, then run back home to her husband. Determined to end the sick relationship that rainy night, Mr.
Damore faked sleep so Porphyria might leave. But no, the adulteress persisted. She whispered the usual
lies, ?I will get a divorce, Mort, but now isn?t the time. I love you, please trust me.? Mr. Damore looked
into Porphyria?s truth telling eyes, and deceit stared back at him. Mr. Damore debated how to react. His
heart raced, he felt cheap and used, he felt hat!
e. In a rage Mr. Damore painlessly strangled Porphyria out of love. In a fit of psychotic distress, Mr.
Damore kissed Porphyria, a sign of his forgiveness. Then, like a cat who has accidentally killed a playful
mouse, Mr. Damore, in total bewilderment, tried to bring her back to life. He laid with her the entire night.
Mort Damore did not premeditate the murder,
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